And what might be the worst part.
Is that I saw old texts today.
Aw babe.
What can I do to make it better?
Those phrases all seem like a distant memory.
So far away that I can't even recognize your voice saying them to me.
I want to remember.
I want to listen to the way your voice caressed my ears and made me feel okay.
And now I can't remember that feeling.
And I'm scared I might never get to feel it again.
YOU ARE READING
dear ryan
Teenfikcea collection of letters, poems, and rants, to the boy I love, the boy who broke my heart